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"FALL" I wrap my Autumn world around you Calliope turning raising the season’s poetry, I am she returning dancing with Summer’s dying leaves Twirling you up into my warm golden brown symphony hear me sing, whispering notes, holding keys towards you you're approachable reaching out for something listening, sensing footsteps rustling through the leaves burnished and free from tangled constricting branches the past letting loose its memories invisible my figure forms before your eyes, slowly adorned in nothing but glistening golden Klimt leaves skin luminescent I shine it all around naked, lit crushed soft veined and velvet I cover you in me fall you into me, like a beating heart blanket my stories now seeding earthed, you breathe me in entranced, see me falling hear me falling in my season The last chance Ghost of Autumn returning to feed you the milk from her silky stories je la bois dans J'enfouis mon visage dans l'or et le cramoisi de son évanescence attaché à son sein chaud, elle est toujours en sécurité et réconfortante haunting, all hallows smile when in front of them, I am forming the veil is thin torn from what grows without within that which was unfairly stolen Winter’s dream calls me soft as white angel feathers falling from wings turns swiftly twisting sharp and piercing as a sword the impending farewell the outcome missing you are falling captured by me in my fall, you are lulled gold, copper and scarlet sweet wanton warning a small death, rapturous, calling Autumn becomes you hypnotic illusions in the turning returning the price recompense the expense called in sweet wanton warning fall you into me like a beating heart blanket I cover your fears for a while in me like a beating heart blanket you are sweetly suspended in my season my breezy thanks giving traces your supplicant lips writing words into your mind I am commanding you, I caress your airy tendrils like forgotten notes thinly courting we are marking metronomes lost time with my phantom fingertips I write words on your lips you are spellbound beware beware I am spilling over you warm and sweet taste my maple syrup I am the hunter of seasons trapping your lost sticky secrets hushed and hard against all your pliant stories, within them you live without, you are lost and feverish I am anticipation in the revenant Autumn, le dans revenant you are mulled, intoxicated by my scent I smell of sandalwood, pine needles, bonfires, nutmeg and cinnamon you are all mine wrapped up in all the falling leaves of my stories pages of history depleting photos torn, life's jagged edges sepia, the colour of aged chivas regal, medicinal addictive, tasted, taken in you are my moment of truth before the other one arrives you are my fait au compli we ignore the harsh truth of what’s already known that which has been and will become again at the back of our mind but it is forgotten for a short while in the illustrious golden fall in the crackling warm laugh of my coming home, you are beguiled by it all you forget the other story like a prophecy, forewarning the one with cold heart she is ever watching on the march fast approaching you in this dream in her cold dreams she is called Winter behind her frosty windows barefoot stories of blue highways and cross roads, already written Autumn, She warms you you're taken, you're bitten spiders and bugs scurry for shelter, they watch and they listen but in your heart you hear the bitter sweet sadness that mistletoe Christmas of Winter’s cold dream reigning you in across the house of cards table blizzard of life dissolves childish schemes murders of crows drink from your tears what is lost is unseen to true to be believed all your Season's falling, she is crumbling crushing leaves all your golden stories falling, Autumn's stalling embracing sad victory kissing under what's green Forgotten's fire cold kiss passionate command inviolate tryst Love and Time on spec, never late Winter is calling to claim you, 'tis destiny not fate (LadyLabyrinth / 2021) "Arise Sun" / Robert Levon Been https://youtu.be/RpEifCwPxjw "You just slowly will fall Louder than bombs Loud as a bomb You just open your arms loud as a bomb as loud as a bomb I was left adrift In the shadowless Sun was going down Till there’s nothing left You were running wild You could scratch the sky I was on the edge you were born to fly Love is blind Love is cracked..." LYRICS/ "Arise Sun", Robert Levon Been (within youtube link) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ddGCUc09TM fate / destiny https://lonerwolf.com/difference-between-fate-and-destiny/

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Date: 9/27/2021 6:29:00 PM
Higher.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/27/2021 6:29:00 PM
https://youtu.be/NQe_69NrbEk
Date: 9/27/2021 6:27:00 PM
Shine it All Around.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/27/2021 6:27:00 PM
https://youtu.be/uoQZWrDods4
Date: 9/27/2021 6:21:00 PM
"And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves." Virginia Woolf
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:20:00 PM
"Wild is the music of the autumnal winds amongst the faded woods." William Wordsworth
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:19:00 PM
"Notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature." Friedrich Nietzsche
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:19:00 PM
"I hope I can be the autumn leaf, who looked at the sky and lived. And when it was time to leave, gracefully it knew life was a gift." Dodinsky
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:18:00 PM
"Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go." Unknown
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:17:00 PM
"Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end." Rémy de Gourmon
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Date: 9/27/2021 6:17:00 PM
"Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day." Shira Tamir
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Date: 9/27/2021 8:44:00 AM
Love this epic :)
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Susan Woodrow
Date: 9/29/2021 6:23:00 AM
I grew up where there were no seasons - just 12 hours of light and heat pretty consistently so i wanted seasons but found i do get depressed when the days get shorter and i start feeling the cold then i slowly adjust. Each season has its beauty but i do love the long days best :)
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/27/2021 6:16:00 PM
Of all the seasons, I love Winter the best, I am quite partial to Autumn as well. I love swimming in the Ocean - but I am not a Summer person, nor Spring. It has always been Winter when I feel most alive and there is some irony in that, when you consider how a woman (and a man) perceived as past their prime, assign a seasonal value to their lives. Winter is the approaching end Season, but I feel most alive in Winter. I think you are probably a Summer person, with all that sailing. xx
Date: 9/27/2021 6:24:00 AM
Little Beaks.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/28/2021 2:27:00 PM
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/little_beaks_1197444
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/28/2021 2:27:00 PM
The Hidden Garden in My Winter Forest
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/27/2021 6:24:00 AM
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_hidden_garden_in_my_winter_forest_1017589
Date: 9/27/2021 6:23:00 AM
Wolves.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/27/2021 6:23:00 AM
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/wolves_1188321